02.02.1950-18.05.1998 age 48 years old, beloved husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle, and friend to many people.
Today I stand silently in the empty room, and I look at the photo faded with your beloved face.
I look at her and wait for her to speak to me, but alas, she is speechless like me.
Time flies, but the pain in my heart does not subside; tears run down my face.
Where are you, my father? Why don't you come to my dream anymore?
My soul mourns for you, my father. I miss your smile and your beautiful face.
Rest in peace, dear father, and see you again in eternity.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-05-18 at 18:50
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In memory of my Dad Ilia Atanasov Kateliev by Ann Wood
Today marks twenty-three years since my father's death; rest in peace, I miss you, Dad, and I love you very much.Today I stand silently in the empty room, and I look at the photo faded with your beloved face.
I look at her and wait for her to speak to me, but alas, she is speechless like me.
Time flies, but the pain in my heart does not subside; tears run down my face.
Where are you, my father? Why don't you come to my dream anymore?
My soul mourns for you, my father. I miss your smile and your beautiful face.
Rest in peace, dear father, and see you again in eternity.
Poetry by Ann Wood
Read 161 times
Written on 2021-05-18 at 18:50
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